Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl (Pearl and Richard) novel Chapter 1295

"I wanted to cure my illness, but after seeking medical help everywhere and finding no results, I had an evil thought. I wanted everyone to suffer from lung disease like me."

Pearl suddenly understood that this widespread pneumonia epidemic resulted from Lorrie's social revenge. How shocking.

"I never thought anyone could make a cure for the virus I was researching. Even if someone found a cure, I thought it would take a few more years. But you surprised me with your persistence and developed the drug so early," Lorrie said, amazed. "You truly are my nemesis, Pearl. Did God send you to punish me?"

Pearl frowned. "I think your values are a bit twisted. Maybe you should think carefully if what you're doing is right before you act?"

"Why bother thinking?" Lorrie shrugged, a little dizzy from the alcohol. She staggered, almost toppling over the railing. "I'm already dying. Do I still care about these things?"

"So you called me here today just to talk about these?"

Lorrie nodded without hesitation. "Exactly. These have been weighing on my mind for a long time, and I couldn't find anyone to talk to, so I thought of you. I never expected that in the end, you'd be the one I could confide in."

Lorrie laughed bitterly. Her life was so miserable that she didn't even have a confidant.

On the other hand, Pearl had a happy marriage, a beloved partner, and a loyal friend who would do anything for her. So many people listened to her without question. Lorrie was consumed by jealousy.

Pearl watched as Lorrie's gaze turned malicious. She took a step back, pondering for a moment.

"You know, Pearl, I've always wondered why your life seems better than mine."